Xi Wu Qiu met a scholar for the second time in a restaurant in a town. The polite and shy young man that day now had a puffy head and a dirty face, and his long gown was sloppy and black-brown. He sat leaning against the door of the restaurant begging for the leftovers that the waiter gave.

Both of his legs were broken, and he could only crawl on his elbows, and the hand holding his pen, which carried his half-life ambition, was twisted into a twist.

After he recognized Wu Qiu, his dull face had an expression. Tears rush down, his mouth widened, and gradually became silent wailing.

Xi Wu Qiu asked the whole story. Before he finished drinking a glass of wine, he put the glass with his sword and went out.

In less than half an hour, four heads were brought back, and the soldiers who tied people and interrupted the scholar's hands and feet.

The scholar cried and thanked him. He never dared to hope that this knight who met once could kill a real military officer such as the lieutenant who was commanding 200 soldiers. In fact, even if he only killed these four people, he would be in danger of killing himself.

However, Xi Wu Qiu said, "You use these money to treat the wounds well. The Gao surnamed goes to Yincheng and I will kill him."

It turned out that this college lieutenant dared to be so rampant, and many civil and military officials were competing to flatter him. It was not the lieutenant's official position, which was not the lieutenant's official position, but the scary family background he said.

The college lieutenant was named Gaomu Zhen, who was the illegitimate son of Gao Zhigong, the king of Zhenbei. Gao Zhigong was a young and old man. His sons were all killed in battle one after another, leaving only this little seedling. Now he was called over, and he was to include him in the genealogy, train him well, and prepare to be the prince.

The scholar did not understand these backgrounds, and Wu Qiu did not explain. He raised his sword and got on his horse, and then headed to Yincheng, which was nearly a thousand miles away.

But Wu Qiu dared to chase after him to the door of Zhenbei Wang's house, who was commanding 100,000 border troops, to kill his son. Who was he?

He is not a royal prince, a nobleman, a famous prince, a great sect, or an important position in Fengchi.

It's just a sword-holding cloth.

It is precisely this that it shows more courage and righteousness.

But when talking about this person's experience, he is not as good as any true prince.

It is: the Donghai Enke, the head of the Tianmen sword; the Western Desert is honored, and the crane list is listed. The old ghost passes the sword, and the immortal gives the eyes; the Shenjing calls, and the Bian responds first!

Although these titles may not be worthy of laughter in front of King Zhenbei, there is no reason why Xi Wu Qiu said he would kill anyone.

Pei Ye couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Okay, I know he is amazing, so let's continue talking about the following ones."

Zhang Siche pursed his lips unsatisfiedly and continued to tell.

When Xi Wu Qiu arrived in Yincheng, news about the new crown prince of Zhenbei was also spreading in the city. Xi Wu Qiu asked a little and then headed straight to the palace.

Perhaps the sky has eyes. Today, the King of Zhenbei happened to be on a tour and had not returned. The palace is organizing a banquet. Please invite people who are familiar with you to come to see the child.

Xi Wu Qiu sat in the dark, watching the wine and drinking, a young man with thin eyebrows and white face obediently leaning on the knee of the old lady in a gorgeous clothes, locking in the target of the trip.

Waiting quietly for a long time, when he saw this person leave the table, Xi Wu Qiu secretly followed him and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Young Master Gao."

Takagi Town turned around and saw that the person in front of him was extremely handsome. Although his clothes were not as popular as the banquet, he was calm and calm, and did not regard the royal palace as a place of restraint.

When Takamu Town was just a careful visit, he smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not afraid to ask which young man is in front of me?"

"Can you recognize Wanxiu, Kuiju Mountain?"

Takagi Town's expression suddenly changed: "Brother...what does it mean?"

"You did it?"

Takamu Zhen's mind changed rapidly. I don't know which family wanted to use this scandal to hinder him. The things he did in the first half of his life could cover one thing and could not cover two. It was useless to deny it at this time. He raised his head and said, "That woman wants to assassinate me. Does my brother know the whole story?"

But when he saw the man in front of him nodded and smiled faintly: "I am here to complete her unfinished career."

Takamuzhen's heart suddenly became tight, and he was wearing a strong outfit, carrying a sword, and was exhausted... All kinds of wrong details poured into his mind at this moment, and the man in front of him had drawn out the sword.

The evil man was about to give the title, but he heard a sentence: "Stop!"

...

Pei Ye frowned and raised his head: "Why are you breaking here?"

Zhang Siche leaned against the wall and said, "It's your turn again, come back and listen."

Half of the people in the cave were missing, and there were no more people who depend on them. The rest were all covered in blood, and each was silent and strong.

"【Nineteen】wins, the next group【Twenty-one】,【Twenty-four】."

Pei Li stood up, and his physical condition had already recovered to his best due to the flow of the blue liquid. This time his opponent was a young man of the same height as him. His face was as thin as paper, his torso was thin, his hands and feet were long, and he looked like a little insect called "oil seller" that was sliding on the water surface.

He lowered his head silently and walked out without looking at Pei Ye, who followed closely behind.

After passing this road again, Pei Ye began to try to piece together these shocking traces with the name "Zhu Gaoyang".

This kind of destructive power like destroying mountains and rivers...

Based on Pei Ye's own intuition, if the master Jing Ziwang feels that the divine beast like Qiongqi and Black Chi is lower than that of a divine beast like the black dragon, then Zhu Gaoyang will be able to level this level.

If Zhu Gaoyang wanted to press the head of the dragon on the mountain and beat it, Pei Ye would not feel that the picture was too abrupt.

No wonder Xianrentai sent him to deal with the matter of immortal hunting coming to the world.

Thinking of this section, he simply called in his stomach: "Hey, you probably can't beat Zhu Gaoyang, right?"

The black dragon was silent for a moment: "It's not completely impossible to beat it."

‘Oh, you need face’

Pei Ye thought about it and changed the topic: "Is he the helper you mentioned that day?"

"It should be, but I haven't seen him before, and I just felt someone in another place who helped me share the pressure."

"oh."

“…”

"Xiao Chi."

"Um."

"I'm sorry."

"fine."

"Can you come and save me?"

"…Please guess where Qiongqi went after leaving?"

"Well... it became even more powerful after eating Lord Jing, right? You are running away with your tail between your feet?"

"Well, it's better than you guys fighting to be mothers."

"Oh, it would be great if you really made a contract with Ming Qitian that day, and maybe we both could be saved."

"You sound like the kind of man who sells his wife and seeks honor in a book."

"Hey? Have you read the script?"

"...I don't know where this memory comes from. My soul may not have been born from this body now."

"If I can go out, I'll ask you if other immortal hunts have their own memories as soon as they are born."

"Thank you, I remember I have another name."

"What?"

"Let's talk about it later."

"oh."

"I still remember that I had something that I had to accomplish."

"Let's talk about it later?"

"No, now you can say it, do you want to hear it?"

"Yes, why don't you want to listen?"

"I just remember that I want..."

"how?"

"Kill Taiyi True Dragon Immortal Lord."

“…”

"Scared?"

"I'm just an ordinary person who doesn't even have a dantian seed."
Chapter completed!